I spent all morning shoveling the stuff, and I'm beginning to get just a little bit old for this kind of thing...


Snow (To Nancy S.)

It's pretty and such,
But I really must say:
It's quickly too much
On my walks and driveway.

Poetry by Rob Graber
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Written on 2011-01-11 at 21:32

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night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
It is not easy to capture the "invisible" emotional life, the soul of the poem just by describing where & how it takes place!!! A poem within a poem! I can recognize the feeling and I can surely use my imagination, well written! and:) *bookmark*

Rob Graber
Well answered, milady!

Nancy Sikora
If you'd rather stay
Curled up by the fire,
My friend has a sign,
"Snow Shoveler for Hire!"

Let it snow deeper
And deeper for me;
I don't mind shoveling
And I LOVE to ski!